I can't walk into a public place without being personally victimaized by everyone who walks by me. I cry at night because I know that people don't like me. I cry because I want to be perfect. I stand in front of my mirror and point out every flaw that I have. That doesn't even count my mental flaws. And don't you dare say you love these "flaws" unless you've seen the fresh marks on my body. Unless you've seen me have a mental break down, sobbing out like I've lost someone who was really close to me. I have lost someone who was really close to me. Myself. I'm not the person I was when I was 10. It's been 6 years and I'm nothing like how I used to be. Because of others. I moved schools to be away from the people who mentally ruined me. That hasn't worked. Do I move cities? Do I move states? Countries maybe? What if I just kill myself and take all of the problems away? I can't do that. I want to. Oh god do I want to. But... I can't.
One day.
This will be all over.
TRH
